Hm

So.... Don't know what to write...I'm tired really, just don't wanna sleep, though I like sleeping, but I want to make something of the day. Too late for that perhaps=/ Everything always is. Too late that is. *fennezs + sakamoto on air* Drowsy day. Pale. Very little new happens, or, I don't know.... Maybe. Hm.. "Prosit" School is up and running again, the whips are cracking. And the wounds were just starting to heal. Tea, I'll have to remember that. Hm, newspaper guy. It's getting a bit late. Easy money really. Sleep all day, stay up late dropping off newspapers trough the window of a car. No calories burnt there. I feel like tingeling a bit on the piano. Long, soft melodies... My mind dripping down on the keys, lost by time. Four and a half till bells ring. Short is all you get, rest is mine...